'Yourself' Has Just Signed On.

'Yourself' Has Just Signed On. Chapter 3

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'I love you more then anything in the world.'

His words spun round and round in my head, echoing over and over. They tore me apart, his words, so cruel, so bitter.

'Put the scarf on again Ellie, I need to do one more thing, then we go to dinner,' I tightened the scarf around my head and looked back into the forgiving darkness.

'Put out your hand,' He demanded, his lisp squirming over every word he said. I laid my hand out in front of me.

'Thank you Ellie,' I felt his fingers trace the outline of mine and then a sharp blade, a sharp blade hit my middle finger. A frightfull pain soared through me, making me squirm and scream.

'NO!,' I cried, what the héll was this guy doing? Again the blade hit each and everyone of my fingers, me screaming in shock, in pain each time.

I felt the scarf unwrap around my face, it was being slowly peeled away from my eyes, forcing me to look back into the dull room.

'Dinner's ready, you must be starving Ellie,' He was standing in front of me, smiling, smiling in a cheesy, over the top way. In his hand he held a plate, and on that plate was my hair and all of my fingers. I started to shake, the sight of it, knowing what he had done to me made me scream.

'Ellie, Ellie, don't worry, come on dinner will be getting cold, I made it especially for you..' He waggled his finger indicating for me to follow him, slowly I got up and followed.

'Okay, I'm coming,' I informed him.

I trailed behind as he took me through the building, it was cold and the wind flew in from the cracks in the walls.

We passed one room on the way, I tried to look in but the door was quickly shut by him before I got a chance. He scowled at me, but we carried on walking.

Then, eventually we got to a grand dining room, there was a long table with a chair at either end, countless plates ran the whole way down, full of fine food, delicious to the nose.

'Sit,' He demanded pointing to the chair. He pushed me down with such force the chair nearly collapsed backwards. He proceeded to tie me to the chair, a thick rope wound round and round my chest, so tight I could hardly breath.

'Let's have a nice romantic dinner, yes? As a couple,' He slurred at me, as he took a swig of beer.

'NO! What are you talking about, in no way are we a couple, get it out of your sick mind that we will ever be together!' I screeched, anger surging through me, 'How would you expect anyone to love you after all that you have done? You've shaved my head, cut of my fingers, trapped me in here, stalked me until I screamed and you hurt my BOYFRIEND so, so much. How would you expect anyone to love you?' He looked indifferent, like I'd said nothing. He said nothing. He just sat there, eating like a pig, glancing at me from time to time, what kind of man was this? Who wanted to put one girl through so much pain?

'Why aren't you eating?' He asked, his lisp mixing his W's for R's and his R's for W's. 'Don't you like it? It took me forever to cook,'

'I can't eat..You cut of my fingers remember?' I murmured, wiping my eyes with my arm.

'Ahh, yes, no need to worry sweetie I'll feed you, just let me finish my food,' He said, laughing joyfully as if it was all a big joke.

'No, just no, I'm fine, I don't want to eat anything you've touched, I'm not hungry,' I cried,